"Do you know what the most tragic thing in life is?"
"Um?"
"I have been eating spicy hot pot for five days in a row. I sing "Chrysanthemum Broken Flowers" at home every day, but the next day I have to continue spicy hot pot. Do you think it's miserable?" Harrison took a sip of a large glass of beer with a look on his face. He slumped in his chair helplessly.
"You drag me to eat with you every day. How miserable you are and how miserable I am, don't I know?!" Geergy rolled his eyes and moved his butt slightly. There was no place for this thing. Butt.
“Your duck intestines are getting old,” the next table warned.
"No"
The two of them immediately jumped up from their chairs and hurriedly fished out the accidentally released duck intestines in the red soup pot filled with chili peppers.
At Maimi Restaurant in the morning, I could only have a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge to satisfy my stomach, and the door was closed at noon.
Only when night falls, the steaming hot pot and the fragrant roast beef skewers can give some comfort and satisfaction to the stomach after a long day.
But compared with the rich menu and delicious food when Boss Mai was here, this is really sad.
No matter how delicious the spicy hot pot is, you can’t resist eating it every day.
"Miss Mia, when will Boss Mai come back? Although the hot pot made by Miss Reina is as delicious as Boss Mai's, it's also very sad that you can't eat delicious food in the morning and lunch." Harrison Looking at Yabei Mia, she looked sad.
The guests also looked over one after another. In the past few days after Boss Mai left, they realized that they could no longer live without Boss Mai. Without him, they couldn't help but miss him every time they ate.
"This... I also want to know." Yabei Mia spread her hands helplessly. She knows how hard it is these days to deal with those customers who are going crazy because they can't eat delicious food. She hopes more than anyone else that the boss can come back soon, so that the restaurant You can get back on track.
The guests sighed after hearing this. They had heard this reply many times. The return date of Boss Mai, who was out to collect materials, was unknown.
"I hope Boss Mai can bring us new surprises when he goes out this time, otherwise I will never forgive him!" A girl patted her bulging chest and said firmly, thought for a while, and added: "Unless he Let me have a second serving of tofu pudding."
Everyone nodded. For them, the new dishes that Boss Mai might present to everyone after his return were probably the only consolation.
"What new dish will it be this time? Uncle Mag and the others went out to collect ingredients for five days. It must be an amazing delicacy." Anna whispered.
"He has never disappointed anyone, and I think he will not disappoint this time either." Sheryl said with a smile on her lips.
…
City Lord's Mansion, in the secret room.
"Urgent news just came back from Alcatraz Island. Alex and Irina broke into Alcatraz Island. Alex used strange thunder and lightning to challenge Alcatraz Island alone and killed Bashir, and It took away the three hundred elf girls imprisoned by it." Michael handed the secret message in his hand to Roland before he could sit down.
Roland read the secret letter carefully, and the muscles on his usually serious face moved, and he said with a slightly strange expression: "Boss Mai's trip to collect information is really not peaceful at all."
"Yes, judging from the timeline, Alfred and Simmons died together inexplicably on that island, which then led to the war between the Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan. It was probably caused by them." Michael was convinced. Nodding, "It seems that Boss Mai chose seafood this time."
"The destruction of the Ten Kings' Palace on Shell Island, and the disappearance of the agents of various races from the battlefields of the Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan, I'm afraid their shadows are behind these things."
"Two people, in just a few days, completely muddied the waters of the demon clan.
The war between the Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan does not know when it will stop. Other tribes are also at odds with each other. The Fear Demon Clan, which has lost a tenth-level strongman, should now start to worry about the challenge from the Destruction Demon Clan.
The powerful war alliance of the demon clan has become tattered. Before peace talks between various races, it is basically impossible to reach a united front. The war threat from the demon clan has been temporarily eliminated.
It's incredible that they did something we've always wanted to do, but were always rejected on the sandbox because it could go wrong. "Michael said with admiration.
"When Alex and Irina are together, they can always do something incredible." Roran nodded in agreement.
"They have once again made outstanding contributions to world peace. Although we can't provide them with much help, we can at least help them erase some of the imperfections, such as the decisive battle between Alfred and Simmons. They’re still in the City of Chaos.”
"Gray Temple is very good at this kind of thing." Roland said with a smile, turned and walked towards the door.
…
Mag looked at the elves who were burping and looking satisfied, and said with a smile: "It's an honor to serve you this dinner. Please take a rest. We will arrive in the City of Chaos soon. Princess Irina has already A residence has been prepared for you there, and you will live with the night elves."
All the elves leaned forward to express their gratitude to Mag. The gloom on their faces had been swept away. The happiness brought by the delicious food and the feeling of fullness in their stomachs made their expressions brighter, and there were many more. The elf made friends again.
They used to be aloof, but now they want a friend they can rely on to talk to.
Going to the City of Chaos and joining the night elves means that a new period of life is about to begin, and the expressions of many elves are already full of expectations.
"Thank you." Irina put her hands behind her back and looked at Mag who took off her apron and came to the second floor.
"It should be." Mag smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe away the grease hanging from the corner of her mouth. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Is the beggar's chicken delicious?"
Seeing that she was caught stealing, Irina simply showed the half-bitten chicken leg behind her and handed it directly to Mag, "Here, try it yourself."
Mag opened his mouth and took a bite, smiled and nodded: "Sure enough, the beggar's chicken I made is so delicious."
"Father, please try mine. Mine is also very delicious." Amy tugged on Mag's clothes and tried her best to hand the chicken drumstick to Mag on her tiptoes.
"Okay, okay, let me try Amy's." Mag smiled, took a bite of the chicken leg that Amy handed over, nodded and said, "Amy's chicken leg is also delicious."
"Then, whose chicken drumsticks are better, mine or my mother's?" Amy then asked.
Irina's beautiful eyes also looked at Mag.
"Um..." Mag raised his eyebrows. Wasn't this all his doing? This was a multiple-choice question that made people happy and distressed.
